Learning to trust

When My First Child was born, I remember my husband driving us home from the hospital. I was afraid to let him play the radio, even softly. I thought it might disturb the baby, who was sound asleep. Three years later, when my daughter came along, I had gotten to the point where I thought nothing of vacuuming under her bassinet while she slept. In other words, experience had taught me to let go of the many fears I had about mothering.

And another important change had happened: I had begun to study Christian Science. Through this study, I was learning about God's constant care, and consequently, I began to rely on prayer to deal with our health problems. And we all had healings. Yet I wasn't always consistent—especially when it came to my children's health. Sometimes I would become fearful. I would struggle with relying on prayer completely, and decide to take them to a doctor. And so it went—back and forth, between two choices for healing.

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